Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Everything you have ever been told about eggs is wrong. Actually, everything you've ever been told about diet is wrong. Faced with such revelations, you might reasonably conclude that everything you've ever been told about anything is probably wrong.

16 comments:

Of course it is. A moment's independent thought would tell you that it is wrong. The more interesting question is why has it been promulgated as orthodoxy (and is preached by all 'official' bodies) for so long.I favour the mercantile explanation. The original 'research' into margarine v butter (Flora, I think it was) was done for (maybe by) Van den Burghs & Jurgens, the makers of, you've guessed it, Flora. Everything has flowed from there. Also, think about it, there are no profits for big business by selling protein - There's no 'added value' in selling plain meat, fish or vegetables. The money is made by taking cheap carbohydrates (eg potatoes or wheat) and turning them into expensive rubbish that makes huge profits for the manufacturer and the consumer fat.That's all there is to it.The state's in on this scam as are all the others involved in one way or another, including the grand panjadrums of the medical profession, who are probably the worst of the lot because of the breach of trust - and the government is a close second because its legitimacy rests on it being guardian of the people's interests.This is a matter of huge concern and is rotting the heart out of our people, but you never hear anything but a little wingeing at the edges. Bryan, this should be your next project.

I should have said the research into cholesterol in margarine v butter. If you can persuade people that a manufactured product is likely to be better for them than a natural one (which is what big business has done over the last 30 years despite all the evidence to the contrary) there's no end to the possibilities for profit.Teaching people to ridicule 'experts' might be one way of starting a fight back.

When I was a kid I played a great deal of football for various teams (still do, only less nimbly and more competitively) and it was an Undeniable Truth that if you drank any liquid whatsoever during a match you would suffer from extremely painful, and possibly fatal, stomach cramps, internal organ damage and God knows what else.

The only safe things to consume were a segment of orange and, if there was an urn, a small cup of tea at half-time.

Now, of course, I watch footballers swig copious quantities of liquid during any break in a match. Everything we knew to be true was wrong.

Very enlightening on the eggs front. The scam theory makes sense. I'd nominate climate change 'experts' as first in line for ridicule training. But that comforting idea brings me to the everything front. It's easy enough to form sentences like "Everything I've ever been told about anything is probably wrong." It's much more difficult to mean it. In practice, surely, we hold tenaciously to areas of belief. As a result we increasingly select what we get told, by whom. Is it mad to say that sanity depends on it? Even the ability to change one's mind depends on some fixed points?

Plenty of stretching before you commence battle brit, and not just a few dips to touch your toes, I mean 10 mins kung fu style stretches on a 4ft bar if possible. This will deal with the cramps both muscular and stomach ones and allow you to take fluids during exercise, in fact the best fluid you can take before hand is an expresso, caffeine triggers energy release

I don't know if there is any science behind all this but it does seem to work.

Paul Newman was an egg man, his exercise was shaking bushes, the horticultural sort. Went to an exhibition of Charles Avery's work recently, most of it features a large jar of boiled eggs. Maybe his mother was a chicken.

Fitness, working on the assumption that you're all a bunch of southern, shandy drinking wimps I won't even discuss this subject, it would wear you out.

That (inter alia)is the trouble with the modern world. Nobody tells good corny egg jokes anymore. When I was about ten, the following from a spoof on Dragnet on an old vinyl record left me in a prolonged hysterical fit of the sort that pre-teens can't get enough of:

"I found the body at exactly 1:13pm. I knew it was 1:13 because since one o'clock I had boiled two three-minute eggs, three two-minute eggs and made sixty cups of instant coffee."

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